“Here, this is your salary for this week.” After raising her hand to hand over a small bag, the woman with her legs crossed behind the table ticked a line on the small notebook, then waved her hand away without looking up and said: “Remember to file your taxes…next one!” “Wait!” After pouring out the coins from the small bag, looking at the eight big and one small coins in his palm, a total of nine dirty coins, Li Ang couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock, wishing he could pounce on her and fight her to the death on the spot. “Damn it! I just repelled the evil god who tried to erode the world this Tuesday! You bastard, you even want to deduct the salary of the savior?”